: Gideon. What Have You Told Us At All? Make A Sound, Come Down Off The Wall. Religion - Should Appeal To The Hearts Of The Young. Who Are You? What
Me. New Thoughts Arrive. So In Time For Me. Who Can Count The Time I'm Beatin... With My Hands? Who Can Stop The Smoke From Breathin... In My Head? Words
: I will sing to you of greater things... money, gold, and diamond rings just don't make it last any longer than it has to stories of the greater things
: lowdown, cheatin, aint no need for repeatin, so love, dawg, cant ye see? That you never gotta fight with me. Hurtin. Beatin. Aint no need for repeatin
move that catches my eye. Why's it so soft when the cannons unload on the others? Why're we so loud when we say it wont happen to us? Why does my mind
: wakin up feelin good and limber when the telephone it ring was a bad man from california tellin of a storm he'd bring and of better days from this
: Sorry Bout The Things That I Had To Say - And I'll Make It Up To You Right Now At The Penny Arcade. In An Open Car Or Wherever You Are - Push Yourself
hot on my skin again. feelin good a thing i'd never known before what does it mean to feel? millions of dreams come real a feelin' in my soul i'd never
: Lay Low Why Don't Ya Now? Lay Back Awhile And I'll Show Ya - I Got The Good That You Want No Need To Go And - Hunt Something Else - It's Right Here
: In A Dream I Saw You Walkin - Like A Kid Alive And Talkin - That Was You. In The Classroom You Were Teachin - On The Streets You Were Policing That
ghetto they will hear you mornin bell tolls at home. rings loud back where I come from. calls me back often times i would hope and pray. then faith came my
: He Was Leading Us Thru The Dark. He Was Sayin That "Love Goes On." I Was Wanting Some "Ice Cream." He Knew Exactly What I Meant. From The Driver's
: hey! The Christmas curtain falls on lawbreakers that pave the way for thoughtless folks like me and j who'd pay, but cant afford the finer things
. churches and buildings in ashes on the ground. they think they're goin to hell. out in the hollow, it drown out the crowd, and i think my other would
grave so big, it will swallow up the sea oh I know... that it's easy... there's no trouble waitin for me dancefloors. headlights. in my blood there's
singin over and over again: "all your life is obscene!" "forget the papers, forget your musical dreams!" but that's when my knife rises, their life ends and my
go diving in red patoka sea the brain melts in the twilight with the boar and moving trees your skin looks good in moonlight and god damn those shaky knees the fact that my
: sittin here with me and mine. all wrapped up in a bottle of wine little we can do... we gon see it thru somehow so... now are you ready to go, my lady
